ALGEAS

CHAPTER 8 (Be Strong, As Strong as Steel)

ALDORA WESTON (PART 1)

'Queen Thugs'. Yep! That's the predicate I got from all over school. At first, I didn't like that call. Well, because I feel that call sounds pretty lame. But lately I started to like it a little bit.

Thanks to that predicate, everyone in school easily submits and complies with whatever I say or I command. And that includes teachers. Her name is also Queen, right?

Actually, I don't know why I got a call like that. If asked to choose, between being a popular student or being a mediocre student. Of course I would choose to be an ordinary student.

I don't like to be too flashy. However, because my face that has a mixture of German-Indonesian too prominent, so I can not run from the name of popularity.

It's not that I have a psyche or narcissistic disease. But, these are all facts.

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Be strong, be as strong as steel.

That sentence is an encouragement for me to remain a tough person and never despair.

In this world, there are three types of people. First, someone who chooses silence but has a myriad of knowledge and achievements, and always maintain good relations with humans.

The second is, someone who always roars, but has nothing. As the saying goes 'empty barrel, loud sound'. And of course people like them, will always make a loss for others.

And the last one is, someone who has a lot of talent and also a brilliant achievement, but unfortunately behind it all, that person does not have a good attitude.

I hope you understand what I'm saying.

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What will you feel when you hear the word 'bully'?

Getting angry? Pissed off? Or even happy?

I don't know about you guys, but personally I hate that word.

The bullying done by some people who feel they are great or powerful makes my blood boil.

Long ago, I had a little brother. Mami and Papi adopted her from the orphanage when she was three years old. Although not a brother, I love him very much.

What I want most is to be a brother. Both my parents granted that wish.

My sister's name is Atala. He is a very friendly and friendly boy. I'm so glad Atala got into this family.

Atala was fourteen years old. He was in junior high school (SMP).

Everyone in the school was always amazed by Atala. Aside from having a handsome face, he also had a brilliant brain. A myriad of awards were captured and it made the name of the school fragrant.

Both my parents are very happy and also proud of Atala. Especially me as his brother who has always been a place to share his joys and sorrows together.

But that happiness did not last long. The big and proud smile that always emanated on my face, immediately turned flat without expression when I found out that my sister who had been proud of being hit by a disaster.

My sister died. He died after being bullied by his friends at school.

When I found out about it, my heart broke into pieces. Atala's death made me lose half of myself. My beloved sister is no longer with me. Imagining my days without it makes this feeling even more painful.

And what makes me even more limp is, Atala wrote me a letter the last day she lived.

Greetings to captain Aldora. Hi Brother. I didn't know if this letter could reach Kak Dora's hand, or not. But I really hope you can read this letter. I was just saying, sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't be a good sister to Dora. I can't be what you want me to be. Again sorry. I want Big Brother to know that I'm a big brother. Thank you for accepting me and loving me like a sibling. Sory and thankyou so much😊❤❤.

Atala Wetson's

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After Atala's bullying incident, I became traumatized by everything related to the word 'bully'. And at that time I swore to eradicate all kinds of bullying that happened in my environment.

Armed with karate martial arts, I will teach lessons for people who like to torture others. I swear to God that getting back at them hurts a lot more than what they do.

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"Aldoraaaaaaaa ...."

I know that shitty crumb sound. Who else would dare to shout my name so loudly, other than Rana Inzyna Logiana, my best friend who has a level of naturalness beyond the limits of normal humans.

I intentionally did not turn around.

"Woi! Congee ..."

Finally, I turned around, then folded both hands in front of the chest. "What did you say?"

"Why run away anyway?"

"Gue didn't run. It's called a fast walk" he replied.

"Really's? But what, from the tone of your talk sounds like you ran away?"

"Gue walk fast, Dora. Not running!"

"Whatever!" Turning around, then stepping back.

"Wait for dong!" rana said as she walked beside me.

"Is it over?" Ask.

"Yes, lo?"

"Gue too. Yuk, just go back," he said.

I just nodded.

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Eventually, we both arrived at the car park. I and Rana went straight to their cars. Incidentally, our car was next to each other.

When he opened the car door, Rana called me.

"Dora!"

"What?"

Rana pointed her index finger towards the school gate. "That's it, isn't Ariana? How come he's pale?"

I glanced at Ariana, right said Rana. Ariana looks pale. Because my eyes have a sharpness almost similar to that of an eagle, I caught something strange on the temples as well as his arms.

Something is wrong with Ariana.

Could she be a victim of bullying, again?

"Doraaaa!"

I was shocked.

"Lo already looks like Clarissa really likes to daydream," he said.

"Sory sisy's. Ariana is not feeling well anymore."

"Yes, yeah. Surely he was also awaited by the driver," said Rana.

"Yep, just go back."

"Yeah!"

When I passed Ariana, I just realized that Ariana not only had bruises on her arm. The bruise was also on his calf as well as his face.

Looks like I have to act. Before, it's too late.

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